I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

When I look up at the stars As I walk in the night Down the street by my house It feels good The light from the moon Is afraid of the ground So it falls behind spaces And hides behind clouds When I look up at the clouds

I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

Walking down the street, in my All Stars In my, khaki suit, doin what I do Walking down the street, smoking, chronic In my black locs, lookin, at you Guess who's back on the West coast tracks It's the motherfucking messiah of gangsta rap Still dip in the

I guess I'm just a lucky so and so And when the day is through Each night I hurry to A home where love waits, I know As I walk down the street Seems everyone I meet Gives me a friendly hello The birds in every tree Are all so neighborly They sing

Where we can be together, I promise you I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you I promise, I promise And when we walk down the street The wind sings our name in rebel songs But it's much to late when the fear is gone I will meet you in the next

Well, my mama 'low me just to stay out all night long I didn't care she 'low, I would boogie anyhow When I first came to town, people, I was walkin' down Hastings Street Everybody was talkin' about the Henry Swing Club I decided I drop in there that

All your treasures When I walk down your street Through your barred windows you look at me And you wonder, have I come to ask For one of your precious things that do not last You think you know me but you don't know That there's more to this picture than

Well, my mama 'low me just to stay out all night long I didn't care she 'low, I would boogie anyhow When I first came to town, people, I was walkin' down Hastings Street Everybody was talkin' about the Henry Swing Club I decided I drop in there that